Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

[The Flames of Wars is saying that she still doesn't like that guy's arrogance.]

Ridha, who heard those words, just giggled.

"It isn't arrogance, my dear goddess; it's called confidence."

[The Flame of Wars is saying that it is rich coming from a love-struck girl's mouth.]

Ridha, however, didn't retort this time; she just shrugged her shoulders.

She knew that Alex would be strong; he was so strong even before the first scenario, and although she didn't know much about his personality, she didn't care even if he was a villain who would massacre the whole world just for fun.

But then her expression turned serious, with a glimmer of excitement within her eyes.

"So, can you please tell me where he is?"

She wanted to meet him as soon as possible and stay next to him, even if it meant that her life was just going to turn harder.

She just couldn't sit still until she didn't find him, and that was the reason why she hadn't been hunting for points.

She was busy looking for Alex's traces.

[The Flame of Wars is shaking her head in denial.]

The goddess's answer wasn't positive, but Ridha didn't turn discontent; she questioned her again.

"The direction?"

She knew about the limitations placed on the gods by the system, so she knew that her goddess couldn't directly give out someone's location, as that would make her directly involved with the humans, but she still tried her luck.

[The Flame of Wars is saying that you should move northwest.]

"Thank you, goddess!"

Ridha had already guessed that direction shouldn't be called direct involvement, at least not until she was very close to her target, but getting an answer, a positive one at that, was just too much for her.

It was so much that she was now jumping in her spot, not minding the blood that had been pooled below her feet and was now staining her clothes.

What she didn't know was that Alex wasn't going to stay in the location he had been at for a long time; he had just gone there to settle some old debts, and right now, he was standing face to face with a level 7 Smilodon, something she couldn't be able to do anything against.

But that was Ridha, and this was Alex; both of them were different from each other, and both of them had different things that could be called unique about them.

Alex, however, unlike Ridha's happy moments, had his body tensed, waiting for the Smilodon to move.

He could've just killed it with an arrow by using the wind's whisper, but he didn't because he wanted to test his power against it.

He wanted to know if he was ready or not.

"Roar!"

The Smilodon, on the other hand, didn't think much about Alex's power, it just jumped at Alex with a hungry growl.

*Woosh*

But Alex swiftly dodged the claws of the beast with ease. His face didn't even look strained.

'That was... easy.'

Alex thought with a frown.

From Alex's perspective, the beast was lunging at him in a motion slow enough to give him time to pat the beast's fur while moving aside.

"Grrrr...?"

The beast, which had just felt like it was patted, growled in confusion, but it didn't get much time to think as it heard the sound of something cutting through the wind.

*Swish*

The Smilodon hurriedly jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding the arrow that was shot at it before it snapped its head toward Alex, a flame of anger burning in his eyes as he stared at Alex ferociously.

Alex, who saw this, just squinted his eyes and nodded inwardly; this was what he wanted.

With his stats at level 10 each, he could've easily killed the beast with that arrow and not missed, but the beast was still alive as Alex wanted it to go into the enraged mode.

"Grrrr!"

The beast clutched the ground with its claws and growled in rage, baring its fang at Alex, and the next second, it roared with all of its might.

"ROAR!"

It didn't even bother to check whether its skill worked or not as it rushed at Alex the moment his roar was done.

In normal cases, or in case Alex was still a level 5, he would've been frozen still by this roar right now; however, he was stronger than the beast, by three levels in almost every stat, if not for the beast's agility being level 8.

The beast, with its body close to the ground, dashed toward Alex, intending to cut his legs off.

*Slash* X2.

Both of its paws were waved, only to find themselves cutting the air as Alex had already jumped up.

The beast, however, couldn't see him as he was just about to land on the beast with his heels pointed at its back, and...

*Baam**Crack*

"GRRRAAAAAAWWWWLLL!!"

The beast's eyes widened in pain as it felt its spinal cord getting shattered at the point of contact, rendering its body immobile.

It roared in pain, writhing on the ground, as the only thing it could do was jerk its body.

*Step**Step*

But Alex wasn't done yet.

This was just the start, he had to prepare a nice decoration to welcome the leader of these beasts, and he was going to do just that.

With a sharp glint in his eyes that matched the shine of his dagger, Alex stepped closer to the beast.

The Smilodon, on the other hand, just shivered for reasons unknown to itself.

It couldn't even look up to see the frosty look in Alex's eyes, but he could feel it on its body; it was as if two sharp daggers were pointed at him, but the next second, it had its eyes widened.

"ROOAAARRRR!"

Another agonizing howl left the beast's mouth, but how could it have known how bad its luck was to be the first Smilodon Alex stumbled upon?

And how was it possible for the beast to guess that its torture had just started?

From that moment on, the tormenting roars of a beast echoed throughout the forest, alerting each and every Smilodon in it.

All of them could feel an unease gripping their hearts, but they still rushed toward the source of those devastatingly painful roars; soon, however, the roars died down, and when the beasts arrived at the spot, they froze.

The first thing they saw was the bloody skull of a Smilodon—as if just taken out of a blood-filled bucket—still dripping blood, handing down from a tree branch.

But as their eyes took in the surroundings, they trembled in fright, as they could feel the pain of the one who had gone through all that.

They could see mangled flesh and bones spread everywhere as the blood was splattered all around, with the innards spilled at the center of all of this, where they could see a human sitting on a stone, fiddling with his dagger.

*Shiver*

They shivered again as they could feel a chill run down their spines, taking a step back in fear as the cold golden eyes of the human turned toward them, but just then...

"ROARRR!!"

An enraged roar—one that they were very familiar with—was heard, freezing their bodies in the spot before the terror they felt got washed away by a wave of bubbling anger.

"ROARRR!!!! Xn

All of them roared one after another before they rushed toward the human, who was now standing up with a bow in one hand and multiple arrows in another, ready to shoot those arrows in succession.